Sunday, September 26, 2010

Where are y’all?

People ask me quite often if I live on “the farm.” We actually live in town, and Brad’s parents live next to the shop, but most farmers (row croppers) I know nowadays farm land that is fairly spread out. It’s hard to find a whole bunch of farmland all together, especially when farmers grow 1000 or more acres of at least one crop. This week Brad is picking the largest single field he’s ever picked, and it’s just over 300 acres.

Since everything’s so spread out, “Where are y’all?” is a question I seem to ask a lot. Sometimes Blair and I have to track Brad down if we know he’s not coming home early. Like this week. He’s picking cotton, and I took supper to the field four nights in a row.

If I don’t know where they are, I just call and ask. An answer of one or two words usually does the trick, and I know right where to go. Right now they are really far away from the house, and I will be so glad when they get back in town!

So how does Brad tell me where he is? Well, every single field has a name. It’s sort of funny how farmers name places they farm. It actually does make sense though. It’s a lot faster once everyone knows the name and a field can be referred to by it’s name instead of a long explanation with directions. Sometimes the name might have to do with the highway it’s on or township it’s in. Occasionally it’s “next to or across from so-and-so’s house.” And then there are just other names that came up for one reason or another.

Some of our fields names? The new farm, the big pond, across from the power plant, rabbit patch, windmill field, fire tower, the shop (obviously the field at the shop), the forks, and there are tons of others named after roads, people we rent from, or people that live next to the field.

You may not find this the least bit interesting, but I’ll tell you that it sure is helpful to me! I finally learned them all and can actually make my way around quite well. That’s a far cry from the night several years ago when I was headed to a field for the first time and ended up in the next county nowhere near where I was supposed to be! But now, Brad tells me he’s at the New Farm, and I’m there!

5 comments:

John Andrews said...

I know exactly what you mean. Growing up in Kansas, all our fields (not next to each other either!) had names - Grandma's quarter, the TV tower (across the road), Hicks quarter, down the Rexford Road, etc. My parents bought the Hicks quarter when I was 6 months old and that is over 50 years ago, we have sold it and it is still called the Hicks quarter. It does bring back memories. Eunice

The View From A Saddle said...

That's how I use to find chris when I was looking for him on horseback! haha
He'd say I'm at the Dogleg, badlands, shop, big pond, savannah lake, clopine, etc. I love how farms do that too :)

Joe said...

Ashlee, I know exactly what you mean about naming fields and wood patches. My best friend has a 600 acre dairy farm that I help him on when he needs extra help. It's not nearly as spread out as yours but each field and patch of woods has a name. So when someone says go here or there everyone know where to go. The farm has been in his family for a long time and most of the fields were named before either of us was born...lol.

Janie said...

I'm am so glad you shared this! Farms everywhere are different but the same in so many ways. THIS topic being one of them!! We don't live on the farm, either, but Cory's parents do. Our headquarters is in town but we farm ALL around it. Our names usually describe the person we're leasing from or the location of the field.
Its so neat to see how our operations are so different but the same in many ways. Thanks for always using your blog to educate about agriculture. You inspire me!!

AA said...

Cute!